"Will you go check?" Amara asked, star gazing alongside .
"I hate going to the Heavens," I replied with unmasked contempt.
"But your curious, who is cleaning House? All those falling are those that corrupted themselves with Raziel Law of Concordance."
"True." ca my reply. "But… I'd like to wait until my brethren all fall."
"Brethren? I swear you, angels, truly disgust ." Amara addressed with scorn in her voice. "You still see them as a family? Lucifer… are you still a fool? Do you still not understand? Your real family is the Fallen, the Demons, and the Devils."
"Silence!" I demanded.
"You think a woman that will hold her tongue?" She replied, snorting as she stood to her feet. She stood over , beneath this endless winter, with eyes burning a deep shade of red. "Forget your forr ties. So many of your fellow Fallen already have."
"Do not test , Amara. You'll lose." I warned, narrowing my eyes as the world stilled: The fallen stars froze, the winds and the moonlight hitting against my flesh. All stood frozen to my will.
Amara, however, did not seem phased, much less impressed. "You still seek so form of forgiveness, don't you? You know what you are, Lucifer? You're a whore who keeps spreading her legs because she doesn't know what else to do."
"Woman…" I began.
"No! You will listen because I'm tired of it! You all are not a family! You are not. We are family! I am your family! It's I who stands by your side every single day. It is I who holds you when you are down or on the verge of falling into madness. It's I who…."
"Enough." I barked, storming to my feet with a sullen expression. "Fucking devils. Your kind surely knows how to get under soone's skin."
"You bet your ass I do," Amara remarked with a cheeky grin. "But you know what I'm saying is correct. You've been debating this shit for multiple Hell Cycles. Possibly longer."
"I lost to my brother. I lost my army. I lost everything." I said to her, allowing the flow of ti to resu. "I lost it all. For a long ti, I was angry, vengeful even. But there is peace now."
"My god, how could the Mother of Demons deal with this shit? No wonder phisto killed her. She was making you a bitch."
Snatching by the head, blood gushed from my nose, withering all life within a billion parsecs, as Amara's head-butted in the face shattering my nose, to my surprise.
"WHAT THE FUCK!!!"
Licking the blood off her forehead, Amara sneered and flicked off. "Fuck peace! Your Lucifer Morningstar! Have you been so broken? That you want to stand in the background? Playing with children like a woman at ho? Why don't we get little jin so he can suck at your tit? Is your pussy also hurting too?"
… Fuck… she's mad. God, I hate angry Amara.
"You think your first wife will accept this husk you've grown into? Where the fuck is that Lord of Temptation that smitten her off her feet?"
nding my broken nose and blood, I stood frozen as her words stabbed deep into my heart. Ash filled my mouth, bringing about a sha I'd not felt since the Fall.
"The Angels aren't your family. No matter how much you consider, them to be? Aurelia, your daughter, is a Nephilim." She claid. " That is the closes you'll ever be to an angel. And she's not even one."
Feeling exposed for a long wild, as the stars in the skies struck against the surface of Iluthath, I teleported.
Appearing at the Silver Gates of Heaven, the beautiful image of blood stretched over my eyes like a painting on a canvas. To angels stood gripping their throats as blood pooled over the clouds upon which we stood.
"Lucifer!" A dark voice called to as he erged, blazing brighter than light; a being of seraphic might erged with long golden hair mirroring my own. Strapped in golden armor with the crest of a sun and a lion, Uriel stood with a blade pointed at .
"You can't be here. You were banished."
"We've never committed genocide," I told him, unphased by his blazing sword. I walked passed him. "Not to our brothers and sisters. There was not even a tribunal of judgnt."
Uriel lowered his blade. "What do you think happened to the Fallen? What do you think we did to the stragglers that begged for a second chance? Although, look who I'm talking to. How many of our brothers and sister did you kill?"
Standing wordlessly, I rely watched as smoke seed to cloud the heavens alongside the scent of blood.
"Does it bring back mories?" Uriel asked grimly, assuming the attack stance. His blade poised for combat as he smiled. "Lucifer… Tis are changing. And with it. So too must we."
"Seems like Amara was right… phisto to for what he did." I mused, sucking a dry breath as evil began to seeth from my pores. A regalness I had kept hidden these past few cycles erged as I slid my gaze to Uriel.
"Attack … And I'll kill you." I warned, heading deeper into the Seven Realms of Heaven.
Journeying, I watched as bodies lined the streets by the hundreds piling up one after the other as shouts and screams filled my ears. I moved with indifference pressing against , recalling mories of a few sights from this false realm.
'phisto really mirrored it all, didn't he." I said to myself, sensing the killing intent spiking the further I wandered through this seemingly familiar yet foreign land.
Uriel had seed to be the only Arch-Angel present, and he wasn't a threat. Not to , at least. My brother was, without a doubt, powerful. More so than most, but never once has he managed to harm , much less land a winning blow against . And while I'm sure he's grown in power. So too, have I, and not by a little.
Listening to my na whispered with scorn and hate. I stepped thew the wet streets, recalling bodies of angels I tallied up during the war.
I could still taste it.
"Father." A calm voice called as I turned to the woman who mirrored my wife so much it hurt.
"Aurelia."
"Father… We failed last ti, didn't we," she said with a smile that seed as dark as it was back then.
"Zariel was struck down by the Father, taking the hit for your failure," I recalled clenching my fist, having never thought of myself ever failing again.
"Well, Father… I still want it." Aurelia said with a hungry look in her eye. "And this ti. It is going to be on my terms. The Throne of God will be mine to sit upon."
Thunder crackled like an exploding star at the re blasphemy of her words, sending ripples through this heaven as Aurelia stared at with her Golden eyes. " I've already issued my challenge to your Father… And he has accepted. I want you to guide . I want you to guide , Little Jin, and Little Crowe."
"A…Aurelia…' i whispered, overwheld by the horror and pride seeping into my soul.
"Do we have a deal?"
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